Well its a long story but I will give you the short story.

A young girl 25 and an old man 60; 12 months of fun and games. How did it come about? Well I met Sarah at Maison D'Amour Parlor working under the name of Luna. She had only just started to try the game out and I heard about this tall Aussy girl on here and felt she just matched my requirements.

Well she did and two sessions later she left Maison and went over to NZ for a holiday, then to my surprise I got an email from her saying she was giving up brothel work thanks to me but would I like to see her privately....well I jumped at it. We had a couple of private meetings before she went away and got on like a house on fire. Why was she interested in this Old man when she could have others...not sure; money (yes) but there were times she left the envelope on the table too.

We came to an agreement that it would be a mutually exclusive arrangement while we saw each other and I truly believe this was the case. As usual special rates for regs applied and the sex was what you might say... "intimate" and inventive .

We saw each other every fortnight and had overnighters; MFFF, MFF and explored her Bisexual side many times and I enjoyed her journey with her. I looked after her with LV handbags and wallet/perfume/Manolo's/HB Lingerie and toys, ect... so although her rates for me was ridiculous, I guess the extras made up for it to her.

In early October she toured Europe with friends until early November and said I could play around but be careful. Now dont ask me how I know this but a six sense and experience told me the girlfriend she was travelling with was a new boyfriend.

I was sending her small donations to allow her to enjoy her trip and do things she otherwise could not afford. I knew she may not contact me when she got back but I trusted her and was willing for the trust to be broken. To her credit she contacted me a couple of days after she got back and we enjoyed 4 hours of intense sex. She asked for an overnight so she could pay back the the debt she felt she owed me and I arranged a night....last night near my work.

The night started beautifully...she arrived in full makeup at 3pm, white HB Lingerie, suspenders.stockings...the whole box and dice. Showering, passionate kissing toys...there was no holes barred or barriers to the sex. I had prepared dinner and we were preparing to go and have sex out on the dunes at the local beach when it got dark so we settled in to watch a video and fondle while the night closed in.

As usual I went out and phoned my wife and before I left suggested she contact her boyfriend as well. On getting back inside we cuddled on the couch and she sat bolt upright and looked at me saying that she cant do this anymore...things were getting serious with her boyfriend. I knew the time would come someday and it had almost been 12 months together. I stood her up hugged her and said it was alright, I didnt want her to feel guilt or be compromised in her self. With that I led her to the bedroom and told her to get dressed and I went to the kitchen...disappointed I must say but resigned to the fact she was a beautiful young woman and wanted to move on with her life. I respected her decision.

Sarah had packed and loaded her things into the car; I expected her to leave but she returned to me in the house with tears in her eyes. I wiped them away and said I wished her every happiness in the future and maybe she will remember me every now and then. Sarah wrapped her arms around me kissed me and thanked me for treating her so well and caring for her like no other. I felt the words came from her heart. I went with her to the door and my heart sank a little bit as I watched her go then returned to the movie with a smile on my face for her new life.

I wish her well and I will not forget her or our 12 months together. A lovely person, a beautiful memory and a large gap left behind but it must come to an end sometime...